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I was framed for a murder by a man I had met hours before that day.
He approached me and I didn't suspect anything, we just talked but it turns out he just wanted to get someone's fingerprints to kill a man and get away with it.
I tell the truth to the authorities while I'm crying and desperate, and, luckily enough, they believe me and find him guilty.
They put him in a zoo-like jail: he's in a cage sorrounded by visitors and tourists, he yells "What are y

Morning of December 8, 2016. Thursday. There is a lack of clarity and a predominance of abstract elements in the setting, which is unknown. It is implied to be where my family and I live, as we are now. There is a haunting element, but which is somewhat surreal and absurd. A "ghost" appears at one point but it seems more like a marshmallow in the form of a life-sized frontal human silhouette (and with not much detail). There is a s

Morning of December 9, 2016. Friday. I am riding on a city bus in an unknown location. I am unaware of any backstory and I am not considering or focused upon any potential detestation. I am in one of the back seats on the left. An unknown female is in another seat to my right (on the right side of the aisle). She is talking, seemingly to me, but I do not pay that much attention to what she is saying. It seems that she is talking about celebr

I'm at my Grandma Swit's house playing a video game in the living room. I'm sitting on a long couch along the windows, staring in the direction of where another, smaller, couch would usually be. In its place is a large TV, and on the screen is the game I'm playing. It looks sort of like anime. The game is actually played half on the TV and half in real life, on the ground where there is a character and setting arranged in front of the TV that is spread out to

A group of young psychiatric patients, all of them pretty much insane, arrive at the hotel where I work. I am suddenly in charge of them and I need to take them out on excursions through the city. We spend the whole day together. It all starts getting confusing in my head and it seems that they're playing jokes on me and sort of bullying me. My mental confusion reaches a point where I lash out at them. It is at that moment that I realise that I was one of them all along and I can feel a

I was with several co-workers. We were in line to get into some kind of futuristic club. We had to show our cellphone at the entrance. A device scanned it while we held it while an app was open. A menu on the app asked if we invited anyone and what we were doing. Then it would allow us into a specific club.
I had never used this app before, so I tried to follow along with what other people were doing. It asked me for a name of someone to invite. I had no one. It let me in anyway. Gabby A. was

I'm with my family; two sisters, my brother, mom and her ex boyfriend. He has bought a house and us three girls share a room. We have mattresses on the floor and mine is in a corner. At first it seems its a very old run down small house but after some investigation I notice there is a door. I open the door and see a hallway with many doors and a room at the end. I open a door on the right and find there is a bedroom complete with a queen size bed, a desk with computer and a window on the far

I was in a room and had several posters. Kurt Cobain was there with me. I wanted him to sign some posters. I had a permanent marker and handed it to him. He signed two (I had five or six). I said that was fine. No one would believe me.
All the posters were Nirvana posters. They were all new and untouched. I wondered how I could show that this signature was authentic because signed Nirvana posters would likely be worn.
He said he had to leave. He had a plane to catch. He called his dad and

I was driving in Ohio. I was on a highway onramp. It was snowing a lot. I got on the highway. It was three or four lanes, but only one lane was clear of snow. I got in that lane. Two semis were ahead of me. One was passing the other. The one on the right started to fishtail, so I slowed down and got in another lane. That semi crashed across three lanes, so I got into the only open lane and drove on.
Somehow I now was flying above the city (maybe Cleveland?). I was a World War II paratrooper.

Two women and I were in a high-rise apartment unit. I don't know who the women were. They were attractive. I was taking pictures of one of them on the balcony. The other asked me how depth of field worked, so I said I'd show her.
I asked her to stand next to her friend so I could take a picture. I opened the aperture all the way, but it went to 1.2. I was using my 50mm f/1.4 lens. It was the same lens and said f/1.4 on it, so I wondered how it opened wider. I took a picture and then a

I was in either an RV or a bus with a lot of people I don't know. We were driving on a highway. A man in a pickup drove in front of us and brake-checked us, so we swerved around him. He sped up and then pulled over. We pulled over behind him.
I don't know what this man wanted. Several of us stepped out. He aimed a gun at us and drove away. We stayed outside and talked. The man's pickup had a lot of junk in the back. There were two towers that were about 10 feet tall. They were cov

Ironically, it isn’t in the summertime since 2016 Summer is so over.
Before my part starts, I have a vision of yet another AA dancing, this time a female. The background is a cartoon-ish beach with umbrellas, beach balls, and black crabs, which is the background of Take Me Out by Franz Ferdinand in Just Dance. The dancer is similar to the actual dancer but has a different outfit.
The dancer has a messy lavender hair with an oval attached in her head (which is blue, pink, and white).

I am walking on the second floor in school near the Spanish classes in my high school and play a hand-held board game. In this game, it is based upon Stratego, however, all the characters are in Chinese, and the Commanders are absurdly big and very obvious, while all other pieces look identical. I take risks as I send my commander forward, even though by its sides are two Generals, but the board sends its forces and destroys my left wing except one soldier. I am sur

I was with R on a bed, he was kind of hugging me. I wasn't letting him do much because of J. Then my sister and my grandma left (the house) and said goodbye to me, and my sister didn't move her head to face me, so she didn't see R, which really relieved me. Then R and I also headed out. My grandpa began leaving with my sister in the car but left my grandma outside, so she began running after it quicker than what she'd actually be able to in reality, which made R and I laugh. I th

I dreamt that myself and two other men have entered a small town at the early dawn hours, just before the daylight has fully flooded the streets. Both men (and I assume myself) are dressed in dark blue and green coveralls, white t-shirts underneath and wearing black, skin tight SWAT style gloves on our hands. The first man is in his late thirties, Caucasian and looks like a very tough, capable person. The face and eyes always carry the confidence

Morning of April 23, 1995. Sunday. I am in the King Street boarding house (in America) but the layout is slightly different (and seems to have features of our Gellibrand Street apartment in Australia). There is a door where there was never one in real life; an additional door to Leonard's room. Leonard S, the pinhead, is present and seems friendly and cheerful at first. Our former King Street landlady brings tw

Morning of October 3, 1987. Saturday. I become aware of abstract imagery in undefined space. Over time, I see what seems to be a balloon-like form. This form changes and I am eventually viewing an animated cartoon of mainly only a donkey head. It appears somewhat in profile, facing to the left, and even seems to be smiling. There are layers of colors around it, mostly red and different shades of orange and yellow, some of which change and ex

I was living with my family in a rented house. I saw a few old pictures on top of dusty tv. It was of my Brazilian frined. She was the tenant. Later on my exboyfrined came to my house uninvided with his new grilfriend. She was more fit and had longer hair and beautiful light brown skin. He introduced her to me. He wanted to talk about why we brokeup, but whenever I mentioned something he didn't like he would stop me and try to argue and bring out a point or something.

Me and others are making plans to drink. One is on a train coming from Braintree. I'm taking shots with 2 friends while listening to '50s music. I'm in my house and there is some distant eerie music playing. It is raining inside my house. I have a school project I'm trying to keep dry. In my living room, my English teacher has an acoustic guitar and is playing songs for the students in my class, who are sitting on the floor. They don't seem to notice me. I go outside and it is raining too. Sky a